-Twas in the felon-s dock he stood, his eyes were black and blue;
His voice with grief was broken, and his nose was broken, too;
He muttered, as that broken nose he wiped upon his cap-
-It-s orfal when the p-leece has got a derry on a chap.
-I am a honest workin- cove, as any bloke can see,
-It-s just because the p-leece has got a derry, sir, on me;
-Oh, yes, the legal gents can grin, I say it ain-t no joke-
-It-s cruel when the p-leece has got a derry on a bloke.-
-Why don-t you go to work?- he said (he muttered, -Why don-t you?-).
-Yer honer knows as well as me there ain-t no work to do.
-And when I try to find a job I-m shaddered by a trap-
-It-s awful when the p-leece has got a derry on a chap.-
I sigh-d and shed a tearlet for that noble nature marred,
But, ah! the Bench was rough on him, and gave him six months- hard.
He only said, -Beyond the grave you-ll cop it hot, by Jove!
-There ain-t no angel p-leece to get a derry on a cove.-
A Derry On A Cove
Henry Lawson
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Poem topics: angel, grief, nature, noble, voice, blue, joke, hard, grave, black, work, broken, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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